Chapter Nine: My Great Date
“I had a really great time tonight,” the leading lady of this story says as she and Faith walk towards her house. Tonight they went on their very first date since Faith returned from LA. Although they both had fun things didn’t go exactly according to plan. The waiter at the new Italian restaurant they went to was not only rude but kept trying to look down Faith’s shirt every time he came over. Buffy had to stop herself from standing up and kicking him in the groin.
The movie they saw did not live up to its hype. Not only was it really bad, but someone in the theater kept ruining the suspenseful parts by coughing on purpose to break the tension. ‘And everyone knows the whole point of a suspense movie is to be tense right before something scary happens. Stupid jerk should’ve been kicked out,’ she thinks and slowly reaches out and holds onto Faith’s hand. The brunette lightly squeezes hers back as they walk up the stairs to the blonde’s porch.
“I had fun too. I gotta admit the last fifteen minutes or so is my favorite part,” she says with a small grin. Buffy turns so she’s facing her and she returns the smile. For the last fifteen minutes or so the two have been parked in front of the Summers’ home making out like the love struck teenagers that they are. ‘A stereotype is a stereotype for a reason, right?’ the blonde thinks and looks into the brunette’s chocolate colored eyes.
“Yeah, that part was pretty great,” she says and wraps her arms around Faith’s waist. She gets a very soft smile on her face as she looks up at the love of her life. ‘This is the girl I’m going to marry. In all of my fantasies as a kid my wedding always had a handsome groom waiting for me at the end of the isle. But I know Faith is going to make the most beautiful bride in the whole world. And I have no problem with that.’ “It doesn’t have to end, you know.” Her tone is slightly teasing and it causes a little grin to tug at the brunette’s lips.
“I really don’t think your mom and your sister would appreciate hearing us, B. You’re not exactly quiet.” She leans down and rests her forehead against the blonde’s. They both know that Faith won’t be leaving tonight but her playing a little hard to get is just part of their foreplay. Buffy isn’t in the mood tonight for games. If things go according to her plan then tonight is going to be the first night since the engagement that they’ve made love. So she pulls out her most powerful weapon. She tilts her head so her lips are pressed against the brunette’s.
As soon as their lips are touching her tongue snakes its way out of her mouth and starts rubbing the other girl’s, demanding entrance into her hot mouth. Faith willingly complies, and opens her mouth giving the blonde full access. Her entire body shudders at the very dominate display. In their two years of being together the thing that turns the brunette on the most is when the blonde becomes a little controlling. It doesn’t happen very often, but it never fails to get the brunette needing more.
Buffy doesn’t give Faith a chance to catch up as she explores the cavern of her mouth. She swirls her tongue at the roof of the brunette’s mouth just how she likes it. At the same time she roughly presses her thigh against her fiancé’s now hot center. The combination of the two causes Faith to moan out in pleasure and pull the blonde tighter against her body. ‘And now for the fun part,’ Buffy thinks and pulls back, thus ending the kiss.
“You really know how to getta girl’s engine revving,” Faith breathes out more then she says. The blonde dips her head down, and leaves a few feather light kisses along Faith’s collarbones. She can feel the skin beneath her lips heat up, and she can’t help but smile. She slowly kisses her way up the soft throat until her lips are softly touching the brunette’s. Before the other girl can kiss her she pulls back and gets a devilish smile on her face. “You used to be such a nice girl. I think you’ve been hangin out with me too much.”
“You know I think you’re right,” the blonde says and gets a very serious look on her face. She has to fight back a smile, though. “So I’ll see you tomorrow?” She laughs when Faith’s eyes go wide. She can’t stop the laughter even as she tries to speak. “I can’t believe you fell for that.” Then Faith decides to use one of Buffy’s most powerful weapons against her. She starts to pout and she doesn’t hold back. A lip quiver, whimper combo is just the thing to get the blonde to stop laughing at her.
“Aww, poor baby,” she says and gently runs her thumb along Faith’s bottom lip. Without saying another word she gently takes a hold of Faith’s hand and leads her over to the door. She pulls her keys out of her pocket, and unlocks the door. She sighs a very happy sigh as she steps into the house. The taller of the two wraps her arms around the other’s waist from behind, and gently kisses her soft neck. She kisses her way up Buffy’s neck, and starts to softly suckle on her earlobe. “Feeling a little eager?”
“You know I always want you,” she whispers into the blonde’s ear. ‘She can be such a smart ass but she really knows when to say the perfect thing,’ Buffy thinks and turns her head to give the brunette a tender, yet deep kiss. She turns around in Faith’s arms and the kiss deepens. She wraps her arms around Faith’s back and pulls her as close as she can get. Their bodies press together in all the right places, and they both let out long moans. ‘How can kissing her still feel so damn good? You’d think after awhile I’d get used to her lips, and her tongue, but that is so not the case.’
“Whadda say we take this to a more…private place?” she whispers against the blonde’s lips. Buffy smiles and leaves another little kiss on Faith’s slightly swollen lips. Instead of answering her verbally she lets go of the brunette, and holds onto her hand. She gazes into her eyes for just a moment longer, and she can’t help but smile softly. She turns and leads the other girl up the stairs, and down the hallway. They tiptoe, and are completely silent so they won’t wake up the slumbering residents of the home.
When they enter Buffy’s room Faith quietly closes the door behind them. They leave the light off since the moon is bright enough for them to see. Buffy turns and looks deeply into the brunette’s eyes. She can see her excitement, and her desire, and it does nothing but turn the blonde on a little more. ‘And a little goes a long way because I was turned on a lot before,’ she thinks as she takes off her jacket and puts it on the back of the desk chair. She reaches out and gently grabs onto Faith’s jacket and slowly peels it off her body. She drops it on the chair, and leads Faith over to the bed.
“No, no, no,” Buffy says with a playful smile when Faith tries to wrap her arms around her waist. “You just sit back and relax.” She gently pushes down on Faith’s shoulders until the brunette relents and sits down on the edge of the bed. Buffy leans down and leaves a long, heated kiss on her fiancé’s lips. When she pulls back they both have little smiles on their faces. She walks over to her dresser and turns on the stereo.
“You gonna give me a strip tease?” Faith asks with a little amusement. “‘Cause in all honesty I think I’d rather have a lap dance.” Buffy rolls her eyes, and chuckles a little. As she walks closer she puts an extra sway into her hips, and she can’t help but smile when she sees Faith cock her head to the side. ‘She does that when she’s curious about something. She probably thinks I’m going to do a strip tease. Sorry Faithy but that’s too embarrassing.’ She straddles Faith’s lap, and wraps her arms around her neck.
“No, I’m not going to do that stuff, but I think you’ll find what I am going to do is much, much better.” She kisses Faith, and while they kiss she gently pulls the brunette’s shirt up. They only separate for a split second so Buffy can take Faith’s shirt off. “I had a feeling you weren’t wearing a bra tonight.” She has a hint of amusement in her voice and a glint of mischief in her eyes. She palms Faith’s left breast and she smiles when the nipple instantly hardens. “Feeling a little turned on?”
“You know it,” she says with a little smile. They kiss softly, and the brunette gently rubs Buffy’s back, and lifts her shirt over her head. They start kissing more passionately, and Faith pulls the other girl against her. Their bodies touch in all the right places, and Buffy can’t help but moan a very deep moan. Faith pulls back from the kiss and she has a smirk on her face. “Feeling a little turned on?” All Buffy can do is nod as Faith starts to leave warm, wet kisses on the side of her neck. But when she tries to take off Buffy’s bra, the blonde tenses up, and puts her hands on Faith’s shoulders.
“Huh-uh. Tonight we’re doing this a little different,” she says and looks into the other girl’s deep chocolate orbs. ‘Would you stop describing them like that? Every time you do I start to get a little hungry.’ All the better for eating Faith. ‘What, is this a sexy version of Little Red Riding Hood? Do you see me wearing a cape? No, because I’m not a super striper like that girl.’ “You’re always taking care of me.” She gets a large, sultry smile on her face as she thinks of all the different ways Faith takes care of her. “And tonight I’m going to return the favor.”
“B, you don’t have to do that,” Faith says and allows herself to be pushed backwards onto the bed. “If you wanna I’m not gonna stop ya, but you don’t have to.” They both get big smiles on their faces, and the blonde rolls her eyes a little. She leans down and kisses Faith on the collarbone, and runs the tip of her tongue over the heated flesh. She smiles a little bit when she feels Faith reach down and try to pull up her shirt. She gently grabs onto Faith’s hands and pins them above her head.
“No. Tonight you get to lay back and enjoy,” she says and looks deeply into the dark brown eyes staring back at her with a very intense gaze. ‘I love it when she looks at me like that,’ she thinks, and places a little kiss on the tip of Faith’s nose. Faith tries to pull her hands away, but Buffy tightens her grip. “Baby, those hands better not move or we’re going to stop.” The brunette isn’t too sure what to make of it. Buffy’s never acted like this before, but when the blonde raises a challenging eyebrow she knows she’s serious and should just listen.
“Just lay back and relax, ok?” Buffy whispers against Faith’s lips. The brunette responds by softly kissing the slightly swollen lips, and relaxing as much as she can. The need to be on top is fighting to come to the surface, but she’s doing her best to ignore it. She loves Buffy, she trusts her, so there’s no reason why she shouldn’t give up the control every once in a while. Buffy slowly kisses her way down Faith’s neck. She knows all of Faith’s sweet spots and the one she’s focusing her attention on is right above her collar bone.
“You can’t tell me no touching, and then tease me like that. It’s not fair,” the brunette complains and wraps her arms around the blonde’s back. Buffy smiles against the heated skin, and nips the little spot. ‘I swear sometimes she’s so cute I just wanna eat her up. And yes that’s exactly what I’m going to do. At least I will in a little while. I wanna see her squirm first.’
“Babe, you do that to me all the time,” Buffy says, and lifts herself up enough to look into Faith’s eyes. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to leave you hanging. The longer it takes the better it’ll be, right?” Buffy smiles a slightly evil smile as she throws the brunette’s words back at her. This night isn’t just about pleasuring her girlfriend to the brink of euphoria and then sending her there, it’s also about paying her back for all the times she’s done it to Buffy. Especially all of the times she teased the blonde to the brink of insanity.
“Right,” Faith says and a shiver runs up her spine at the look on Buffy’s face. She’s never seen the blonde act like this before. Sure sometimes she acts a little…dominate but she’ll eventually give into what the brunette wants. Now she’s outright said it’s her way or the highway and to be honest it’s turning Faith on more then she already is. Buffy goes back to teasing Faith’s collarbone and the brunette does her best to keep her hands where Buffy wants them. In an effort to do just that she grabs onto the blanket and holds on as tight as she can.
Buffy very slowly works her way down from Faith’s collarbone to the top of her right breast. She gently nips, and lightly licks at the warm, creamy skin and she smiles when she sees the lover’s flush forming on Faith’s chest. ‘I love it when she does that,’ the tiny blonde thinks. ‘It only happens when she’s really turned on.’ She continues her assault on the brunette’s breast, giving her affections to everything but the rock hard nipple that’s begging for attention.
She runs her tongue over the tip of the dusky peek, and gently blows on the moistened skin. Faith moans, and arches her back trying to push herself closer to the other girl. Buffy gives in to what Faith wants, and takes the nipple in her mouth. She softly suckles on the heated flesh, and smiles a little when she hears the sighs, and moans coming from the other girl. She pulls back a little when she feels Faith’s fingers tangle themselves in her silky hair. She lets go of the nipple completely and leaves a soft kiss in the valley between the ample breasts.
“I should stop considering you’re breaking the rules,” she says with a little smile on her slightly swollen lips. “I mean, all I said was not to move your hands.” She leaves another kiss a little higher up. “And here you are moving your hands around.” She kisses the little dip in Faith’s throat, and gently runs her tongue up her throat and leaves little feather light kisses along the brunette’s jaw bone.
“Come on, babe, you know I don’t like followin rules. You can’t stop now.” ‘She sounds like she’s in pain or something,’ the blonde thinks with an evil smile on her face. She leaves a little peck on the brunette’s lips and before Faith can say another word she gets up and sits on the foot of the bed. She pulls the brunette’s right foot into her lap and starts to slowly untie the boot. “Want some help? What is it people are always sayin ‘team work works better’ or some shit like that?” The blonde giggles as she slips off the boot and drops it to the floor.
“You have such a way with words. I don’t know how I was able to resist you for so long.” She pulls the girl’s other foot into her lap, and starts untying that boot. She turns a little so she can look up at the brunette and the look of pure desire and need on Faith’s face causes the blonde to heat up. Little drops of sweat start to form along her hair line, and she takes in a shaky breath. ‘All she has to do is look at me and I start to melt. And I mean that almost literally.’ When the other boot is off and on the floor she pulls off the black socks and smiles a little as Faith wiggles her toes.
“You gonna give me a foot rub?” Faith asks with a teasing tone. Buffy rolls her eyes and drops the foot onto the bed. She crawls her way up the bed and sits by the brunette’s waist. The looks into the warm brown eyes of her lover and smiles a little. ‘My lover, I have to say I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of hearing that,’ she thinks and lightly runs her fingertips over the toned stomach of the girl lying before her.
“No. I am going to rub something though, and I’m sure you’ll like it a whole lot better,” she gets a sly smile on her face and slowly unbuttons Faith’s pants. As she slowly pulls the zipper down she says, “Now you hold onto those headboards and don’t let go. I mean it when I said no touching, and I will stop if you do.” She looks into Faith’s eyes, and the brunette doesn’t really take her seriously. But then she sees the intense look into Buffy’s eyes and she knows she’s serious.
“I think we need to buy you some handcuffs,” she says with a big grin on her face. Buffy lets her mind wonder for a few seconds as she imagines the sexy brunette, completely naked and handcuffed to the bed, powerless do to anything but lay there and take whatever Buffy has to offer. She smiles and slightly nods her head yes. Faith lets out a gasp of mock-shock. ‘Ha, that rhymed.’ “You naughty little girl. Should I pick up some paddles too, and a whip to go with it?” Buffy rolls her eyes and sticks her hand in Faith’s pants.
“I think just the handcuffs would work just fine,” she says and rolls Faith’s clitoris between two of her fingers. The teasing look on Faith’s face disappears, and is replaced with one of surprise and pleasure. Her voice drops to a whisper as she says, “I think it’s time to stop talking.” Faith nods her head and her hips buck when Buffy rubs her clit again. The blonde pulls her hand out of the brunette’s pants, and can’t help but smile at the little groan of protest from Faith.
She slowly slips the waistband of Faith’s jeans down, and the other girl lifts her hips to help her out. She pulls the offending clothing off the silky skin and her mouth waters a little as the rest of Faith is exposed to her. She drops the pants to the ground and stands up to take off the rest of her clothing. She tries not to blush as Faith watches her undress. The look on Faith’s face tells her exactly how much the other girl wants her, and it sends a shiver up her spine.
She crawls back on the bed, and hovers over the other girl. To her amusement Faith is gripping onto the headboard so hard her knuckles are turning white. The blonde leans down, and kisses the other girl with all the passion in her body. She sighs into Faith’s mouth when the brunette kisses her back with just as much vigor. She pulls back, ending the kiss to take in a deep breath. She kisses a hot trail down Faith’s jaw bone, and her hands wander to her breasts.
“B, I need you in me,” the brunette moans into Buffy’s ear. Buffy shivers at the feel of the hot words whispers against her heated skin. She kisses her way down the same trail her fingers had taken, and takes one of Faith’s hard peaks into her mouth. She hisses in a deep breath when she feels Faith’s hot, dripping center rub against her abdomen in search from some friction. Without releasing the nipple from her mouth, the blonde slowly brushes her fingers down the brunette’s stomach, and the closer she gets to where she’s needed most the slower her hand goes.
“Babe, please,” Faith says in a begging sort of way. Buffy gives in and quickly enters her lover with two fingers. A long, loud moan escapes the brunette’s throat and the blonde kisses her to try and muffle the sound. Faith knows they need to be quiet so they won’t wake anyone else in the house, but at the same time he isn’t sure if she’ll be able to hold back. It’s been so long since the two have done anything sexual other then kiss.
She bucks her hips against the fingers thrusting in and out of her. She tries to speed up the rhythm, but the blonde is determined to do this her way. She fights Buffy’s grip, but she quickly gives up. She lets go of everything that’s holding her back from just being. She let’s go of the control issues, and she let’s someone else be in charge for the first time, at least that she can remember. One hand wanders down from its spot on the headboard and grasps onto Buffy’s free hand. She looks deeply into the hazel eyes hovering above her and she cuts the final string of the baggage she’s been gripping onto since childhood.
“Right there,” Faith calls out when Buffy hits her g-spot. Buffy kisses her in an attempt to muffle the loud moans now coming nonstop from Faith’s throat. Faith can only kiss her back for a few seconds because the need to breathe is too great at the moment. Then Buffy does something unexpected that she’s never done before. She curls her fingers upwards and presses hard against Faith and that catapults her over the edge. “Oh fuck yes! Buffy! Buffy! Buffy!” She screams as her hot, sticky come gushes out all over Buffy’s hand.
The blonde smiles and leaves little kisses all over the brunette’s face as she rides out the high she’s feeling. ‘She’s so beautiful when she comes,’ she thinks and smiles. She slowly pulls her fingers out of the woman she loves and lays down next to Faith. She wraps an arm around her and snuggles in very close. She listens as the brunette’s breathing goes from shallow and labored, to a more normal speed. She leaves a little kiss on her shoulder, and looks into Faith’s dark eyes.
“Babe, let’s sleep, ok?” the blonde says when Faith yawns widely. She kisses her on the lips to silence any protests. “It’s late. We can continue this tomorrow, ok?” She pulls the blankets over them and snuggles in as close to Faith as possible. ‘I can’t wait until we live together. We’re going to fall asleep like this every night. We’ll probably fall asleep like this every night anyway. Just because I have to live on campus doesn’t mean I have to sleep there. What are they going to do, lock my dorm room door and throw away the key? Everything is going to be perfect from now on.’
Chapter Ten: My Morning of Bliss
The following morning finds the two love birds wrapped up in the tangled sheets and blankets on the bed. The sun is warmly shining in through the bedroom window, heating the exposed skin of the two teenagers. Buffy is still slumbering, but Faith is wide awake. Propped up on one elbow, and completely comfortable she’s watching the little blonde sleep. Not in a creepy sociopath type of way, but in the romantic I-can’t-believe-this-person-is-in-my-life type of way.
Faith smiles a very happy smile, and glances out the window. It’s nine thirty in the morning so most of the neighbors are up. She can hear the sound of a lawnmower in the distance, and little kids playing down the street. She can also hear birds chirping, and dogs barking. All of the feelings she’s getting right now are a little confusing because she’s never had them before except for once or twice in the past, but that doesn’t make it any better. Even though she’s confused she’s very happy.
“Babe,” she says and gently rubs Buffy on the back. The blonde is sleeping face down with her head turned away from Faith. She gently shakes Buffy’s shoulder and the blonde starts to stir. “Wake up, B.” She smiles even wider when she hears her fiancé let out a very annoyed sounding groan. “Come on, Buffy, it’s morning. It’s time to wake up and join the awake people.” Buffy turns her head so she can open her eyes to barely a squint and look at Faith.
“No. Time to sleep. Sun go away,” she says in a sleep roughened voice and pulls her pillow over her head. Under the pillow it’s hard and a little quieter. ‘When did I open the window? Why did I do that?’ she thinks and groans again when she hears someone walking around in the hallway. ‘Why can’t everyone just stay in bed and leave me alone while I try to sleep?’ she thinks and groans yet again when she feels Faith kissing her back. But this is a good kind of groan.
“Come on, babe,” Faith says with a slight whine to her voice. Buffy can’t help but smile and roll her eyes. ‘Does it count even though my eyes are closed?’ “I wanna make you breakfast.” ‘Is this what it’s going to be like when we’re living together? Are we going to make very hot, passionate love almost every night and then she’ll make breakfast in the morning? ‘Cause if that’s what happens then I’ll marry her right now.’ She puts her head back on top of the pillow and turns on her back so she can look up at Faith.
“You know what’s even sweeter?” Buffy asks in a way too innocent voice and Faith gives her questioning look. “Breakfast in bed.” She gets a sly smile on her face and Faith grabs her pillow and hits her over the head with it. Even though it was only a pillow, and Faith was being playful so it barely touched her, she can’t help but go for the dramatics since that’s what she does best. “Ow, what was that for?” She pouts a really big pout and watches as Faith chuckles and sits up in the bed. The sheets and blanket pool around her waist and Buffy’s eyes light up when she sees her exposed chest.
“I wanna make breakfast together. Come on, you’ve got five minutes to get up, and get some pajamas on or I’m gonna flip this mattress.” ‘Yeah right, she’d never do that,’ she thinks with confidence but she looks a little unsure. ‘I just wanna stay in this warm bed all day.’ She rolls over onto her stomach and puts her head under her pillow again. She yelps when Faith smacks her on the ass. “I mean it, blondie, let’s go make us some breakfast.” Reluctantly, she gets up and walks over to the dresser. She pulls out two pairs of silk pajama bottoms and then two slightly oversized t-shirts. She bought them especially for when Faith spends the night.
She looks over at Faith as the slightly taller brunette gets dressed. She has a little admiring smile as she thinks about what happened the night before. ‘Last night was just so…she gave up all of her control and she’s never done that before. I know she’s never said anything about it but it’s basic psychology that kids who grow up in the foster system have control issues when they get older. Faith has to be in control at least a little bit of everything, but last night she gave all that up to me.’
Buffy gets a little…emotional and walks over to Faith. She wraps her arms around Faith’s neck and kisses her gently on the mouth. Which, if you ask me, is pretty gross since they haven’t brushed their teeth yet. ‘But no one asked you, so back off’. The somewhat rude blonde, pulls back from the kiss and looks into Faith’s dark, warm eyes. They smile at each other and for them it feels like minutes, but it’s only a few seconds.
“What was that for, B?” Faith asks and runs her fingers through Buffy’s bottled blonde hair. It isn’t silky at the moment. Things got pretty sweaty last night, so her hair is a little matted, and definitely not silky. ‘Hey, are you making fun of my hair.’ No. If I were making fun of your hair I’d talk about all the different ways it’s sticking out in the back. Rats make nicer looking nests. ‘One of these days I’m going to kill you.’ I’m a narrator, I don’t have a body you idiot.
“For last night,” Buffy says and smiles a little bit. She tries to think of a way to word her feelings but she can’t think of any. She looks down at Faith’s soft lips for a few seconds. She’s tempted to end the conversation with a heated kiss that will distract both of them into forgetting about the talking, but she knows that would be wrong. That it wouldn’t do this moment any justice. “Last night was so….I just wanted to thank you for it.” Faith gets another smile on her face, and gently rubs the blonde’s back.
“You didn’t get yours, B. At least not yet. I should be the one thanking you.” She wiggles her eyebrows a little and kisses her blonde softly on the lips. The kiss is sweet, and not meant to go further then that. Both know they can’t have a repeat performance because the other two Summers’ women are awake and just downstairs. If Dawn were to walk in on them Joyce would freak and possibly behead one, or both of them. The kiss ends, and Buffy has a sweet little smile on her face.
“No, Faith, I should be thanking you. What you did last night, the way you trusted me…no one’s ever trusted me like that before with anything. I just…I love you so much, and I really think this is going to work.” She gently caresses Faith’s cheek and they kiss again. It stays chaste, and ends in forty seconds. “Now, why don’t we go downstairs, and you can make me some breakfast women.” They both smile and Buffy gives Faith a little smack on the ass.
“I don’t think I like this new side of you. Only one person can wear the pants in a relationship.” ‘Yeah, and I’m the one who wears them,” Buffy thinks and leaves a little kiss on the tip of Faith’s nose. They head downstairs and head straight for the kitchen. Both Joyce and Dawn are dressed and ready for the day. Faith looks very uncomfortable as soon as she walks in the room. Especially with the way Joyce is looking at her and trying not to smile. Faith avoids eye contact, and walks over to the cupboards.
“Good morning Joyce, Dawn,” she says and looks even more uncomfortable when even Dawn is trying really hard not to smile. She takes a deep breath and remembers why she had decided a long time ago not to have sex with Buffy at her house while the others are home. ‘So much for that,’ she thinks, and looks over at her blonde. “So B, what do you wanna eat?” Buffy can see what’s going on between her fiancé and her mother and sister. She would try to do something to get the attention off of Faith but she’s having too much fun watching the normally very relaxed brunette squirm a little.
“Can you make a cheese omelet?” she asks and smiles when Faith nods her head. She sits down at the center island, and yawns out the last trace of sleepiness. She’s had Faith’s cooking before and it’s not very good. It isn’t totally disgusting, but you can tell with the first taste that she doesn’t spend a lot of time in the kitchen. ‘But it isn’t all about how good it is. She’s making something for me, and she puts a lot of effort into it. That’s what counts,’ she thinks and watches as Faith goes to the fridge and starts rummaging through it.
“So, did you two have fun last night?” Joyce asks, and Buffy’s eyes widen twice their normal size and she completely tenses up. ‘Why the hell would she ask that?’ the younger blonde thinks and tries really hard not to panic. “How was the movie, any good?” ‘Oh thank God. She was talking about the date.’ She really wasn’t. She’s just messing with you. ‘Don’t you have anyone else to stalk?’ Stalk is such a strong word. I prefer observer.
“The movie sucked big time. I definitely won’t be seeing that again, even when it comes out on DVD.” She says that now but in the next few months she’ll see it on the rack at the video store under ‘new releases’ and take it home like she’s never heard of it before. ‘Why are you such an ass all the time? Your dad never hugged you, did he?’ What are you, a therapist? My childhood is none of your damn business. ‘One good thing about the movie though, was it was nice and dark in the theater so no one saw us making out. At least I don’t think they saw.’
“Wow, Faith, that’s pretty impressive,” Buffy hears her mother say and it snaps her back to reality. She looks over at her fiancé and sees that she’s still cooking the omelet. ‘Ok, so what’s so impressive? I missed something cool didn’t I?’ “I can never get my omelets to fold just right. They always come out uneven. I gave up trying to get it right a long time ago.” The brunette chuckles a little bit and turns the heat on the stove down just a tad. She turns around and there’s a big smirk on her face.
“Thanks. I can’t really cook.” ‘I’ll second that,’ Buffy thinks and tries to hide her own smirk. “But I kick ass at makin breakfast.” ‘Really?’ She starts to think back on all of the times Faith has cooked for her. ‘Once she tried making me dinner, and that was pretty…awful. She’s made me lunch a couple of times and it was ok. The sandwich was pretty good. It would’ve been better if the mustard wasn’t two months passed the expiration date. But she’s never made me breakfast before. We’ve never really had the chance to. Whenever we’ve slept together at night and actually got to wake up together we were at a hotel so we just ordered room service.’
“Well, you’re very multi-talented, aren’t you?” Joyce asks and Faith gets a very sly smile on her face. ‘I recognize that smile,’ Buffy thinks and glares a little at Faith. The brunette wants to fight the playfulness inside of her, but she can’t. It’s not in her nature to back down from something so easy, especially when the person walks right into the joke like Joyce has.
“Oh, you have no idea,” the brunette replies with a little wink. Then she turns around and focuses her attention on Buffy’s breakfast. The brunette’s better half makes a face, but doesn’t say anything. She really doesn’t want to talk about what just happened because of the ick factor. The littlest Summers, however, makes a gagging noise and all eyes go on her, which is exactly what she wanted.
“Are you flirting with my mom? That’s so gross,” she says, and just to give her melodramatic performance a little something extra, she shivers and her body quakes from the effort. “And your fiancé is sitting right here. She saw what you did. I don’t know why she’s being quiet about it.” She takes another bite of her sugar coated cereal, and waits for a reply. The one thing she really likes about having Faith over is she always has something to say. She doesn’t just shrug the preteen off like Buffy’s other friends.
“Hey, I’m just statin facts. I haven’t said anything your big sis doesn’t already know.” Everyone in the room, except Faith, gets very uncomfortable after that sentence is said. Buffy tenses up, and sits up a little straighter on the stool. She doesn’t make eye contact with anyone because she really doesn’t want to see the looks they’re probably giving her right now.
“Faith, there’s a line and you just crossed it.” She watches as Faith uses the spatula to put the omelet on a plate and she smiles at Buffy’s words. No one can see her smile since her back is turned to them, but that’s ok with her. Buffy doesn’t take her eyes off Faith as she walks across the small space, and gets a fork from the drawer. Then she walks over to the blonde and sets down the plate and utensil in front of her.
“I know, and it was fun,” she says and kisses Buffy on the lips. Both of them forget that they have an audience, and the kiss lingers longer then it normally would have. They pull back when they hear a clattering sound, and Buffy blushes at the looks she’s receiving from her mother and younger sister.
“Ok, now I can’t eat. Do you guys have to be so…nauseating all the time?” Dawn asks and gets up from the stool. She goes into the living room and turns on the TV. ‘I wonder what that was all about. It’s like she’s never seen two people kiss before. Oh well, her not finishing her Coco Puffs isn’t my problem, so I’m not going to worry about it. Mmmm, this omelet looks really good. I think Faith needs to make breakfast for me more often ‘cause this smells really yummy.’ She takes a small bite not sure what to expect and she smiles up at her fiancé.
“You’re right, you do kick ass at breakfast. You should spend the night more often,” she says and wiggles her eyebrows for good measure. Faith just smiles and gives her another kiss. Buffy goes back to eating, and every once in a while will let out a moan of appreciation. Out of the corner of her eye she sees Faith sit down next to her, and then she feels the slightly taller girl wrap an arm around her lower back. She looks over at her with a little confusion. “You’re not going to make one for yourself?”
“Nah. That was the last of the cheese. Besides, I’m not that hungry,” she says and gently rubs Buffy’s back. “I’ll get something later at Bill and Judy’s.” ‘I wish she didn’t have to go. We’re going to be leaving Sunnydale soon, and I think we should spend as much time together as possible because once school starts I’m not going to be seeing her very often. I wish she had focused more on her grades instead of messing around so she could’ve gotten into Northwestern too.’
“Here, baby, have some of mine,” she says and cuts off a piece of her breakfast. She stabs it with the fork and holds the steaming piece of egg, cheese, ham, and parsley about an inch away from her mouth. Then her soft pink lips pucker up and she gently blows. Faith’s eyes dilate a little bit as she watches Buffy do this. She never knew watching a hot blonde cool down food could be so…sexy. Faith gets a little grin on her face, and puts on her own show. She wraps her lips around the fork, and very slowly pulls back, looking Buffy in the eyes the entire time. Then she starts to slowly chew, and smiles again when the blonde licks her lips.
“Dawn’s right. You two are nauseating. No one should be as happy as you are. It goes against the laws of nature,” Joyce says and picks up her coffee mug before she starts to leave the room.
“Finally someone agrees with me!” they hear Dawn yell from the other room. The two just look at each other and shrug, and continue enjoying the wonderful morning.
Chapter Eleven: My Goodbyes
Today is the day that the star of the story has been looking forward to for the last couple of weeks. Today is the day they’re leaving Sunnydale and heading off for Northwestern University. Buffy woke up very early this morning at the ungodly hour of seven thirty. She pouted for a while because it was the first morning in the last couple of weeks when Faith wasn’t with her. Her better half stayed the night at her foster parents’ house for one last dinner with the people she’ll always consider family.
After she moped for a good fifteen minutes she got up and took a shower, and got dressed in a casual outfit. Since they’re going to be in the truck for so long she went for complete comfort. Nothing about the t-shirt-jeans-sneakers combo is for looks. After applying a little make up she packed what little belongings were left in her room and put them in the duffle bag. She got a little nostalgic as she stood in the doorway of her bedroom. She thought of all the good times she had in there.
‘I remember when Faith got all Romeo on me and climbed up to my window because she needed to see me. Then we got caught making out and Mom grounded me for like two months, which was so unfair! I didn’t know Faith was going to show up like that, and it would’ve been totally rude to make her leave. I kind of wish we had waited until after the summer ended to have sex. Then it would’ve happened here. Then again probably not because Mom would’ve paid Dawn to spy on me or something.
And I remember lying on the bed just holding hands. We would stare up at the ceiling and just talk for hours about nothing in particular. And then I asked if she ever wanted to have kids and she almost choked on her own spit. Now that was really funny. I think I’ll mention kids a little more often just to see what she does. I mean, we’re going to have a life together and eventually I do want a little hoodlum running around causing trouble. Those were some good times.’
Then she ate breakfast with her family and had to fight back the tears when her mother started to cry. Although if you ask me they were tears of joy at the thought of the annoying blonde finally leaving the house. ‘Would you shut up? This is a really important day for me and you’re totally ruining it with your bad attitude. Can’t you just be happy for once in your life?’ When you die I’ll be happy. ‘I can’t believe you sometimes. Maybe you should go to a therapist or something. It’s obvious you have a lot of issues. Sometimes you can be so ugly.’ Your face is ugly. Ohhhhhhhh, burn.
“Honey, is everything alright?” she hears her mother ask, and the sound of her voice snaps the little blonde back into reality. “You’ve been a little spacey this morning. Do you need to go lie down for a while? Because there’s nothing wrong with staying for an hour to two longer then you plan.” She smiles a little bit at the way her mom is acting. ‘See, she wants me to stay. She’s trying to find an excuse for me to stay longer.’
“Thanks, Mom, but I’m fine. Today is just such a big day and it’s hard to wrap my brain around.” Well if you had a brain it would probably be a little easier. “I’m sure once Faith gets here it’ll be a little better.” Buffy and her mom are going over a list of things that the blonde will need when she reaches the campus. There isn’t enough room in Faith’s truck to pack more then what she already has and new supplies for the dorm will be needed. “I don’t know about this one, Mom. Do I really need a new table lamp?” The list isn’t very long but this isn’t so much about the list as it is spending some last minute mother-daughter time together.
“Yes, Buffy you do. There isn’t room for the one you have, and your roommate might not bring one. And you’ll need a brightly lit desk for when you study for all of your classes.” ‘Oh yeah, ‘cause that’s going to be so much fun.’ “You’ll probably be too busy keeping up on your schoolwork to go partying. And if you do party you’ll be responsible. No drinking, or taking any drugs.”
“Of course not. You’re right, I’ll be too busy doing my work to go partying.” The older blonde doesn’t look very convinced. She sighs a little bit and rubs her forehead. She’s been debating with herself all morning on just how much wisdom to pass on to the younger Summers. She doesn’t want to encourage her daughter to misbehave but she doesn’t want her going in blind, either.
“Well, just remember that for every drink you don’t have, drink two glasses of water, and take some aspirin before you go to bed. And if you need to get sick, from all of the alcohol you didn’t have, don’t fight it or it’ll just be worst.” ‘Wow, she’s actually telling me this isn’t she?’ Buffy asks, and raises her eyebrows in surprise. “Never eat chips from a communal bowl because you never know who else has stuck their hand inside. And remember, never take your purse. Put your id in your back pocket, along with a little cash, but don’t ever take your purse with you because you might lose it, and it’ll be impossible to get back.” ‘Wow, this is actually pretty good advice.’
“Ok, no purse. Got it,” she says with a little smile. She looks into her mothers smiling eyes and the two have a little moment. ‘I just realized I’m going to be too far away to see my mom when I need to. I know for the most part I’m grown up, but sometimes I still need to talk to my mom. Maybe I should have stayed here and gone to UC Sunnydale. It’s a pretty good school, and it’s close to here. Faith would’ve been able to stay here to see her foster family. Maybe going to Northwestern will do more harm then good.’
“And I know you don’t like confrontation, but don’t be passive aggressive with your roommate. If she’s doing something that bothers you just sit down and talk with her about it like adults. Don’t leave little notes like ‘Buffy’s food Do Not Eat’, because that will only make the situation worst.” ‘Ok that sounded really silly but I can see where she’s coming from.’ The little blonde nods her head and lets out a tiny sad sigh. “Oh sweetie, everything is going to be ok.” She smiles a little when her mother gently lays a hand on her cheek. “Once you get used to everything it won’t be so scary.”
“Kind of like high school, right?” I ask and she nods her head. ‘Only in high school you get to go home after a long day of dealing with teachers and other kids. But this is college, not high school. All of the drama of cliques and sitting at the ‘cool’ table is long gone. I’m going to make some friends that I have a lot in common with and they’ll be cool with my relationship with Faith. And who knows, maybe they’ll be a little older and know where all the good parties are. I think Faith would like that a lot,’ she thinks and jumps up when she hears the doorbell ring.
She runs to the door and just beats Dawn from answering it herself. ‘What is with her? I swear, she has a crush on Faith, she just doesn’t want to admit it,’ she thinks and glares at her little sister and then opens the door with a big smile on her face. The smile gets a little bigger when she sees Faith standing there with a single white rose. ‘Ahhh, she’s so sweet it’s almost scary.’ She steps out onto the porch and gives the brunette a big hug. Now that her better half is here she’s feels a little less nervous a lot more excited.
“Hey baby, what took you so long to get here? I thought you said you would pick me up at nine-thirty?” she asks with a little pout on her face. The pout disappears when Faith kisses her. It’s a pretty chaste kiss compared to some of the others that they’ve shared, but since Dawn is standing there watching them Faith doesn’t want to take it too far. She knows how noisy Buffy can get when she’s really enjoying herself. When they pull back from the kiss the blonde has a little smile on her face. “Is that for me?” She looks down at the flower with a hopeful look on her face.
“Sorry babe, but no. It’s for your mom.” Buffy gives her a weird look and Faith just sighs a little bit. “Do I have to explain this to everyone?” Buffy just nods her head, and then smiles at her fiancé’s irritated look. “I figured since I’m runnin off with her oldest daughter, her precious little baby girl.” That part is said in a baby-ish tone and it makes Buffy chuckle a little bit. “That I’d buy her a white rose as, like a symbol of truce. Giving her a white flag woulda been a little weird. And come on, who doesn’t love getting flowers?”
“That’s true,” Buffy says and she gets a really sappy smile on her face. “You’re just so damn sweet sometimes, I just wanna eat you up.” She wiggles her eyebrows a little bit and they both chuckle a little bit. The laughter stops when they hear Dawn making a gagging noise behind them. “I didn’t mean it like that.” Yes you did. ‘Ok, I did but she doesn’t need to know that.’ But she already knows. She made a noise suggesting what you and Faith do in the bedroom grosses her out. That means she knows. ‘Oh just stop up. You’re so annoying.’
“So did you wanna hang out for a little while longer or just hit the road?” the brunette asks and Buffy is suddenly hit with the reality that this is the last time she’ll be at her mom’s house. At least until November when she comes back for Thanksgiving. Faith can see the worry all over her face and she’s quick to comfort her. “Don’t worry, B. You’re gonna be too busy falling asleep in class, and studying your ass off to be thinkin about how much you miss home.”
“Yeah Buffy,” Dawns says and then gets a sly grin on her face. “Besides it wouldn’t hurt if you lost some of your ass.” Her older sister whips around and gives her a death glare. That only makes the preteen laugh with evil joy. “What? It’s not my fault you haven’t done anything lately except sit around and eat junk food all day.” It’s true, she has put on a little weight stressing about what college life is going to be like. When Buffy starts to pout Faith is quick to jump in.
“Don’t listen to her B. You’re perfect,” she says and gently wraps her arms around the shorter girl’s waist. She lets her freehand slip down and she firmly cups the blonde’s slightly bigger ass. She leans in so she can whisper into her ear. “Besides I like that it’s bigger. It gives me something to hold onto when we trib.” She chuckles at Buffy’s blush and the littlest Summers gets a look of confusion on her face.
“You just said something about sex, didn’t you?” Before either teen can reply the matriarch of the house shows up and she doesn’t look too happy at what her twelve-year-old just said.
“Faith,” she says and crosses her arms over her chest. “We were wondering when you were going to show up.” She raises an eyebrow, and watches as Faith squirms a little bit. She really has no problem with Faith. Especially since she’s been able to see how much the girl really does care for her daughter. She just likes taking her down a peg or two since she’s always been very cocky.
“Yeah, I woulda been here on time, but things at Bill and Judy’s got a little emotional. Tanner didn’t want me to leave. Took Bill and Marcus both to pry him off my leg.” She smiles a little bit at the memory of saying goodbye to her family. She never really thought they cared about her that much. Being in the foster system has taught her not to trust when people say they love her, or care about her. ‘Because it’s just something adults say so you’ll trust them. Most of them don’t really mean it.’ “Here,” she says and holds out the flower. “I got that for you.”
“Oh it’s lovely. Thank you, dear. Not that I mind, but what’s the occasion?” Joyce asks and brings the very pretty flower up to her nose and she gives it a little whiff. She smiles at the musky smell and she watches as the brunette blushes about two shades of red. ‘The only time I’ve seen her blush that hard when was I caught her with her hand down Buffy’s pants.’ She smiles a little more because Faith blushing is always a cute thing to see.
“It’s sort of a peace offerin. We haven’t always gotten along, and I don’t wanna leave if there’s any bad blood between us.” The older woman looks a little surprised at Faith’s maturity since the teenage girl is always joking around at every chance she gets. It’s very rare to see her like this, that’s for sure. “Plus I’m gonna be comin back with B durin the holidays and I was hopin I’d be able to stay here.” She looks a little nervous on this one. She’s spent the last couple of weeks here at Buffy’s but the other day Joyce walked in on the two of them during a quickie and now she’s not so sure if she’ll be allowed inside.
“Of course Faith,” Joyce says with a small smile. “You’re always welcome to stay on the couch.” She chuckles a little bit at the dejected look on both of the girls’ faces, and she rolls her eyes a little bit. “You two are so gullible. I’m only teasing dear. Just as long as you keep your...” she pauses a moment to figure out exactly how to word this with a twelve-year-old standing next to her. “Affection for each other in the bedroom instead of in my kitchen I have no problem with you staying here.”
“Ewww! You guys had sex in the kitchen? I’m never eating in there again.” Joyce and Faith laugh at that, but Buffy looks very uncomfortable. ‘I don’t want my little sister knowing stuff like that. It isn’t right. It’s bad enough my mom walked in on it. I knew we shouldn’t have done it. It’s all Faith’s fault.’ Excuse me? It was your idea. ‘No it wasn’t. I wanted to go upstairs where there’s a nice lock on the door.’ No, that was Faith’s idea. You didn’t want to wait. ‘Whatever you’re insane.’ Do I need to cut to a flashback? Because I will.
“Just let me get my bag, and then we should get going,” the little blonde says. “If we wait too much longer there might be a lot of traffic.” She runs inside and grabs her duffle bag, and the list of things she’ll need off the dining room table. She stuffs the list inside one of the pockets on the bag, and heads back outside. When she gets there she sees her mother standing on the porch with tears in her eyes. She instantly gets teary eyed, and wraps her mother in a huge hug.
“Be safe,” she whispers and gives her daughter a kiss on the side of her head. “And remember to get good grades. I’m not paying a small fortune so you can party every night.” She laughs a little bit and gives her mom a kiss on the cheek. After they pull back from the hug Joyce leaves a kiss on her baby girl’s forehead. ‘She’s acting like I’m never coming back again,’ she thinks and walks over to her little sister. She takes a moment to just look at the girl standing in front of her.
She notices the changes that have been happening over the last few weeks as nature has been taking its course. Her hips are starting to take shape, starting the formation of an hour glass figure. Her legs have gotten impossibly longer, and a training bra is needed for her budding breasts. ‘Great, I’m leaving a cute little sister and when I get back she’s going to be a bitchy teenager complete with pms and an obsession with boys. Why can’t she just be little Dawnie? I like her just the way she is.’ She pulls her sister into a big hug, and she smiles a little when the little brunette hugs her back just as tightly.
“Don’t grow up too much while I’m gone, ok?” she says with a playful smile. Her smile gets a little bigger when she hears her baby sister sniffle. “Ahh, don’t worry Dawnie. I’m going to write you letters all the time. And I’ll make sure to call as much as I can, ok?” She gently rubs the younger girl’s back. “Besides there is one really good thing to all of this that you’re forgetting about.” They pull back from the hug and Dawn wipes away the straying tears that are trying to escape down her cheeks.
“What’s that?” she asks and sniffles again. The tip of her nose is turning really red and Buffy has to bite back the urge to call her Rudolph like she used to when they were younger. ‘Wow, I was a mean big sister. Maybe that’s why she’s such a pest. Nah, I don’t that’s it. I think she was put on this planet just to annoy the hell out of me.’
“You can’t read my diary when it’s in Illinois.” They both laugh a little at that. Buffy gives her one more hug and when they pull apart they walk down the walkway to Faith’s truck. It still looks like a beat up piece of crap, but she’s spent almost all of her money she’s gained in the last couple of years fixing it up. There’s no guarantee it’ll get them all the way to Illinois but dammit they’re going to try. When they reach the end of the walkway Buffy’s mother hugs her yet again. The tears are gone, but are threatening to make another appearance.
“I love you,” Joyce says and smiles when she hears her daughter say it back. She pulls back from the hug and gently brushes some of Buffy’s hair out of her face. She leaves a kiss on her daughter’s cheek and then opens the door for her. Buffy hops in and puts her bag behind the seat. The older woman then closes the truck door, and she looks over at Faith who’s already sitting in the driver’s seat. “Faith…” she starts, but she can’t finish because of the lump in her throat.
“I know, Mrs. S. I’ll take care of her,” she says and starts up the truck. It comes to life with a loud roar like sound, and some of the neighbors’ dogs start barking wildly for the interruption of their mid morning naps. “We’ll see you guys in November.” They all wave goodbye and Faith starts off down the road. She glances over at the blonde sitting next to her, and she can’t help but smile at the little pout on her face. “Oh, come on, B. It’s not like we’re never comin back. Besides, girlfriend, you’re a college girl now. College girls are all about the giddy joy, and flashing people with video cameras.” Buffy starts laughing and Faith joins in.
“I guess you’re right about the giddy joy part. It’s time to just grow up and face reality. It’s not like I was going to live there forever.” ‘Because if I want to start a family with Faith then we’re going to need our own house. If we’re going to learn to be quiet when we make love then we’re going to need lots and lots of practice, that way we won’t wake our children up. And it would be totally embarrassing to do all of that practicing with Mom and Dawn in the house because they could walk in on it. I think I’m going to like college after all.’
